All Chapters of Shadows of the Past: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

MIKE I’ve had the opportunity to play in restaurants many times, but nothing compared to the feeling that came over me the moment I walked into the studio. As the headphones were put on my ears, I felt a shiver go through my entire body.In my hands I held my guitar and, looking at Emily for a moment, I closed my eyes and let myself be carried away by the delicate chords of love. In my heart, music and Emily held a special place, and the first song Emily wrote for me was living proof of this deep connection.The studio was an oasis of creativity, diffused by warm lights and embraced by perfect acoustics. The air was charged with the promise of creation, and every element, from the gleaming recording equipment to the wall covered in sound-absorbing panels, exuded an atmosphere of professionalism and passion.The moment I touched the guitar strings and the first chords echoed through my headphones, I was immersed in a sea of feelings: excitement, passion and, above all, love. Every not

Kevin We remained hugged for a few seconds. I could feel her heartbeat quickening and her breath hitching. I liked to think at that moment that her heart was beating just for me and not for my money. I wanted to lie to myself for once in my life and believe that someone was thinking of me and not my fortune.I wondered what the hell Carla was luring me with? How did she twist me around so much with just a trivial gesture? How many women haven’t wiped my wounds before and I didn’t care? Normally, I would recognize the signals of a woman interested only in money from a post, but with her, it was something different. There was something in the way she looked at me, a light in her eyes that seemed to say she, too, was looking for something deeper. Maybe I was wrong, but I hoped that somewhere behind that seductive and fake smile was a woman who saw beyond my bank accounts and expensive cars. It was a painful paradox: I knew all the signs pointed to her being like the others, but I refuse

KevinThe big day has arrived. It was the first time I was really nervous. Perhaps the words Carla said to me before she left had settled deep into my subconscious. It was still crazy for me to be afraid. Like it was the first time I’d ever done anything like that.I had to admit it was the first time I’d ever worked with Luke. We’d done deals together before, but we’d always had middlemen who took care of everything. We just signed the paperwork and enjoyed the profits. This deal was something different. Luke insisted we handle it personally, and I didn’t dislike the idea. It was the most important deal you and I have had since we met. There were a lot of guns involved, but also a lot of money. I sat alone in my office, staring at my laptop screen. I was waiting for a notification that forty percent of the amount discussed was going into my accounts. The payment was to be made in three installments. The second installment was another thirty percent of the amount discussed. This cam

Kevin We all boarded as quickly as we could. We set off without having time to think about anything else. I wanted it to be over as quickly as possible and to see myself back at the mansion, celebrating everything.The road was empty. There was no sign of any agents. I was sure it was all down to my luck. That helped, and we arrived at the appointed place much earlier. As we neared the port, I texted Luke to let him know we would be there soon. His man was already waiting for us at the entrance to the port to check the cargo. With a little attention, he bought the signatures from the custom officers.Once Luke had received his man’s approval, we were on our way, during which he had to transfer the second installment of money. Nothing would be unloaded unless eighty percent of the amount discussed was in my accounts. The rest of the money he would transfer in front of me when the trucks arrived in front of the ship.It was a strange arrangement, but that’s how I worked. I wanted whoe

Emily“Hello! Mrs. Emily Parker?”“Yes!” I replied, puzzled.“I’m Agent John. I regret to inform you of your husband’s passing. Please report to our office tomorrow to recognize his belongings.”“Husband’s death? Please explain, because I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” I felt my heartbeat grow stronger. The lump in my throat went down to my stomach, where it seemed to turn into a painful lump. I knew who he was talking about. It was Kevin! But dead? “Last night, there was an incident between his clan and another rival clan. They were shooting at each other and it seems one truck your husband brought to the rival caught fire from the shooting.” “Shots? Trucks? How is Olivia? Agent Olivia...” I asked, startled. “Emily, what’s wrong?” asked Mike, startled by my agitation. “Ma’am, your husband brought contraband weapons to his rival. Apparently, things between them didn’t go as they planned and arguments ensued that led to the shooting. The agent you’re asking about, I c